The Furry Philosophy of Ragetsu Denbu

Story by Rags on SoFurry

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The Furry Philosophy of Ragetsu Denbu:

Words are a wonderful thing. Do you remember when you were a young little pup when your parents and teachers would look down to you and say:

"Books can take you anywhere. Books let you do anything you want."

Well, for a time we believed them. Then we got older, and we became more cynical and school and science turned us into machines. Some of us did not become machines. Did you? Is there really any magic left in the world? I'm not talking about the miracles of a God or the wonders of modern science. Here you are, reading this text, looking at the words I have typed... you are not a machine. You are here, on SoFurry. You are not one of them.

SoFurry is a safe haven from those machines. SoFurry is that secret getaway from all those zombies out there, the fools and the prudes and the men of the world that strut about like they own the planet. They laugh at us and sneer at us. They can never understand. Because they are machines. The machine is not a person. He is a product of society, and has allowed his spark of individualism to be buried into his breast so that all his actions are that of the collective.

I know this may sound insane, but would you like to put my thoughts to the test? Go out into your school, your workplace, your restaurant, and stand up and yell that you like this sort of thing. Yell to the world that you like to see foxes having sex and dragons humping like rabbits and all those things. See what people say. See what they do. How many of them would betray themselves, or you, the fellow fur, for the sake of societal norm? How many people do you know who are part of the Fandom? In my case, I know none in person. All that I know is that there is a site out there called SoFurry.com where we can get together and not have to worry about the machines.

I do not know you. You do not know me. All you know is my persona, and I yours. We have no names, we have no realities. All we are is a mouth of truth without a face. We say what we think, because society cannot tell us that we are wrong. We draw what we want to see, because society cannot tell us what art is or isn't. Our sexual fetishes are ours. Our dreams and desires are public, because we all know that out there are people that like that as well.

The man across from you at the office might be in the Fandom. Your spouse may be, and has not told you. Such things are reality, and the society that they have created has told us that what we like is wrong. The machines have created a prison around us that yells at us every day that whatever is not normal is wrong. They tell us that furries are not right. They say that furries are an abomination. They would shut us down if they could.

If you have stuck with this piece this far, then I hope you understand. You should know about the things I speak. We would never dare to show our Fandom in public, and while that is understandable, it cannot help us. We are a group of free people, living in a world of chains to society. We are a smiling minority of "Yes men" in a world that stares us in the eye and yells "No!".

Is there no magic left in this world? Are we all science and formula? Are we all so concerned with reason and logic that we forget what makes us human? Utilitarianism is a terrible thing, oh my brothers. Art is medicine for that which was never ill. The fandom gives us imaginative support. It feeds us our fantasies. It makes us unique. It makes you a light in a world of darkness. They hate us for what we have. They hate us because we are different because society says that we are different. We are a collection of personas and masked identities, who understand each other without knowing each other.

The first time I went to Yiffstar.com, I was blown away. I literally felt, for those fleeting moments, that I was no longer alone in this universe. I thought that I was a weirdo and an outcast. But I saw that there were others here, and I saw the support that you all showed each other. You were complete strangers, but in a second you became the family that I never had. I thank you all for that much. I did not want to be a machine.

So the point is:

BE PROUD OF YOUR FANDOM.

Do not let any body that you know tell you that what you like is wrong or evil or stupid. Do not let them tell you what is right and what is not. Do not let them tell you what to think.

Do not let them turn you into a machine.

Long live the fandom.